All A L O N E . . .

Ears pricked and his tail shooting immediately up, he laughed and called out in response to Petalpaw, "Hii~ii! Look what I found!~" He may as well reveal the small pup right there and then; he stepped to the side and allowed for the creature to be exposed to Petalpaw's sight as they neared her and the camp.

"I found him all alone up over--" Ashclaw's explanation was interrupted when Crevan got jumpy because of the apprentice's contact and got rather close to him. He chuckled, blue eyes warm. "It's just Petalpaw! She's nice, so no worries," he purred soothingly, not wanting Crevan to get scared. Turning his attention back to the feline before him, he finished, "He's separated from his mother, it seems."

He closed his eyes and smiled, his head tilting to the side; charm almost rolling off of him in waves.

"Yes, I suppose he does," Ashclaw agreed softly, his mew gaining a bounce to it as he let out another friendly laugh. He purred as Petalpaw continued to try and interact with the fox pup, although he was beginning to worry about him lashing out or something. But that would be unlike the pup that the golden warrior knew, so he shook the thought aside with ease.

"I was actually thinking that he could stay here," he remembered to add, his eyes brightening with excitement immediately, "Where's Silentstar?"

Chin perking up, his eyes lit up even further when Petalpaw said he was at camp. Good!~ he thought, his tail swishing. He stifled a stare as the she-cat started and began trotting back to camp. He blinked once or twice before catching Crevan looking at him quizzically. He then laughed and purred, nudging the fox pup with his nose.

"Come on!~ It's time to meet Silentstar," he meowed, pretty much reiterating what Petalpaw had told them moments ago. The golden tom gingerly began padding towards camp, not meaning to jostle the pup away from him or anything.

When they reached the entrance to the camp he knew so well, he stopped, leaning close to maybe hear what was going on inside. It was all pretty muffled; another calm and peaceful afternoon. That was all well and good, he supposed. ... Although it practically was just the four of them.

He began to saunter through the entrance, his tail twitching behind him for Crevan to follow. When he entered the clearing he was immediately met with the spectacle of Silentstar, the intimidating furball. And yes, the all to familiar sight of the small Petalpaw on the behemoth cat's shoulders graced his eyes as well.

Ashclaw was silent, although his eyes were bright and wide with undeterred excitement as he waited for Crevan.

Ashclaw purred when Crevan finally edged into the clearing, although his attention was quickly grabbed by his leader when he said the golden tom's name. He looked at Silentstar, his sapphire eyes perfectly innocent. When met with a question, Ashclaw replied honestly, "Well... I suppose so." The tom probably sounded slightly scared... the leader always made him reel inside on off occasions. He tried to remain effervescent though. It wasn't like Silentstar was going to rip his head off. After all, if he had been the type to do that sort of thing, he probably would have done it long ago. But that's from an outsider's perspective.

Ashclaw blinked slowly, his gaze traveling down to look at Crevan. He frowned when he heard the pup squeak, and the expression deepened and spread to his eyes when Silentstar asked him another question. "I do realize that," he answered, almost warily.

Ashclaw was a mood-swinger. Mainly he was bubbly and loud, but sometimes he could be over-emotional and sad, dramatic, or warm and serious. Currently, he was drifting into 'over-emotional and sad.' His eyes took on a watery cast as he stared at Silentstar blankly. A beaten puppy look? He was oblivious to how crestfallen his reactions could look.

Ashclaw blinked stupidly when Petalpaw transferred cats, the she-cat now perched upon his back. He listened to her dispute, his spirits visibly lifting at the help.

He gave a pathetic, pleading look at Silentstar that turned sharply to pure joy once he gave his consent. The golden tom knew he liked the giant leader for some reason or another! He purred audibly once the apprentice got off his back. Dipping his head respectfully (and gratefully) towards his leader, he meowed, "Of course! I will not disappoint~" Ashclaw couldn't help but lean in and laugh, his bright fur bouncing healthfully with the movement.

A tempo forming in his head as he swished his tail to and fro, he kneaded his claws into the ground excitedly. Hearing Crevan's voice, Ashclaw looked down at the fox pup and meowed, "Yes! Home!~ I know it doesn't look like much-" he flicked his tail at the dens; really the whole camp in general, "-but it is quite nice, to say the least." He nodded his head in the direction of the Warrior's den and meowed, "That's where you (we) will stay for now on."

He blinked then, reconsidering his words - to make the words more simple. "Place to sleep," he summarized, his head still indicating the den.